1fieryredhead has been at uni
I have moved from home to uni and becomming independant everyday. However i need my mind to become more independant. I DO NOT NEED A MAN TO MAKE ME HAPPY!
How I did it: Well I stopped having people around me whenever I wanted to do something "difficult". I bought my first car, and went on my own to do it. I did all the paper work, found an insurance company, talked to the bank etc etc. That made me feel independant.
Lessons & tips: Never ask someone to help you or do something for you. Ask them to show you how YOU can do it, so that next time you will not need their help.
1fieryredhead has been at uni
I have moved from home to uni and becomming independant everyday. However i need my mind to become more independant. I DO NOT NEED A MAN TO MAKE ME HAPPY!
I FORCED MA PARENT LET ME GO ANYWHERE MA PAPA THEN ALLOWED. HE ALWAYS TOLD ME DAT IF U R INDEPENDENT UR ONE VERY LUCKY IN DIS WORLD
+ Get a second job
+ Or a better job
+ Buy a car
+ Move out
+ Find a room-mate
i am about to go to college so, i really want to step it up and start beingon my own. i have a job and all, but i need to get an apartment and start paying for my insurance and then i will be doign good.
Getting away and doing things on my own will fulfill my goal!
I am being controlled, left with no choice but to do stupid things for money. I dont want this to happen and i dont want to part of a society that promotes this
It is my first year out of school, i have moved out of home and i am supporting myself. it feels great!
green_stars is eating peaches
i got a place with my youngest brother. we’ve been here a month. its a great feeling being out on my own.
Mjuicyness is going to continue working on what her personal trainer taught her
I want to learn to be independant. I’m tired of feeling sad if I can’t socialize as much as I want….or be with people when I want to. Why can’t I just be happy with just myself? I need to learn to stand on my own 2 feet and be happy with who I am. Otherwise I’ll just feel like this forever.
I’m in a dependance rut. Its even worse because I know I’m in it.
Laetiçia changing
I’m 23 years old, currently commuting approximately 4 hours to and from work, dance classes, and whatever else I’ve got going on, on any given day. I live in Long Island. All the above mentioned activities take place in Manhattan and Brooklyn. One could say a girl like me is lucky to be living rent free with my family. But I would have to remind that person of the not so glamorous points, lack of privacy and a nagging sense of guilt when I attempt to make my own mistakes, being the two heaviest.
These two grossly fantastic peeves have led me to set my 27th birthday as the expiration date for this situation. That gives me a little over 3 years to get my money right and prepare for the MOMENT. Right now, I could actually be defiant, move out, find an a least semi-bearable roommate and work a bunch of jobs that make me tear my eyes from their sockets. But I know I won’t be happy. I imagine the scenario like so: I’ll be spending so much time hustling to pay rent and trying to prove mumsy wrong that I’ll stop dancing and lighting. Then the depression sets in. I’ll develop and drinking habit and gain 100lbs in a short time, putting excessive pressure on my already fragile heart. I will have died at 30 deeply unhappy and pennyless.
My plan, once I’ve raised the funds, is to buy a place in Brooklyn somewhere. A place I can call mine. I have faith that if I simply curb my excessive spending habit and keep my goal present, it is absolutely attainable.
On my own I’ll have the freedom to be as loud as I want, turn the heat up when I want, do it when I want (in my own bed!), invite people over, be alone, be private, be tidy, make a mess. Damn. Thats the life I tell you.